Think you’ve ever been in a fucked
up situation? What? You got your ass left back at the train station?
You just lost a girl you had in a two month relation? Now all you can do is lay
back and settle with masturbation?
Think you’ve had it bad since your creation? Aight, listen up, open your ears
and minds for serious contemplation.
Had a best friend and a girl set for life, the perfect selections, then a group
of wannabe thugs think up the ultimate concoction
This is my life, my hardship, my trials and tribulations, these lines are my
hymn of dedication…
I asked the good Lord “Why?” and sigh, why they have to die?
Is this torment a torture to keep me restless at night?
So I can lay there watch them die, and can’t do shit but cry there?
The sight, the fright of that night, I struggled with all my might,
Impossible to fight it, destiny brought up his mighty sword
And came down, sliced through my life, my love, my soul,
Is this what I get, why? Is this all I can afford?
“It coulda been worse, it’ll get better” the lies I’ve been told,
Fuck that! What the fuck do you know? You ain’t been though my shit,
“I understand, I feel your pain”?! The fuck you do, why must you lie?
Only soon will your eyes be lit when you realize it’s easier to die,
Then to watch others, their love leave, but that’s the fate we all receive.